“Anna!” Marla squealed.
“What!?” Anna said as she shrugged at us. I watched her whip that knife around in her hands, open and closed, like a seasoned professional. “Don’t tell me you guys didn’t hear them last night. I closed all my damn windows andstillheard them.”
I’d never known a blush to hurt. But I blushed so hard that my jaw joint tingled and my mouth salivated.
Wasn’t sure what that was about.
Maybe I’d ask Doc later.
He’d know.
“Well, technically,” I said as Anna came over and perched on the edge of my bed, “I got laid by the hot tub, too.”
Anna narrowed her eyes before she flipped and twirled the knife in her fingers until it was pointed at me.
I just stared at her before she spoke. “I need all of those details. Every single one. The hell you talking about?”
I chewed on the inside of my cheek, but couldn’t help my grin. “He lined me up with the jets.”
I could tell by their faces that they had no idea what I was talking about. So I tried it in a different way.
“He took me from behind and lined me up with one of the jets,” I clarified.
Marla was the first on the uptick. Always was, always would be. “No he fucking didn’t!”
She shoved me as Jasmine broke out in a cackle. “Holy fuck, that’s genius!”
“Oh God, I don’t think Polly could take all that,” Jasmine said.
Anna furrowed her brow. “Polly?”
Jasmine shrugged. “What? Dudes name their dicks, why can’t I name my clit?”
Anna tossed her hands into the air. “Genius! Why doesn’t mine have a name!? Hey, Brutus!”
She got up from the bed and raced out of my room in the blink of an eye, and my head fell back with laughter. I heard Brutus already groaning from down the hall, and I wondered about the two of them. But I shook the thought from my head.
Brutus couldn’t stand the woman. There was no way they would get together.
No way in hell.
Marla nudged me back into the present. “What else did he do? Come on, give us the dirty details.”
I furrowed my brow and looked around at the girls. “Do you guys always do this? Share stuff like this?”
Their sea of heads on my bed nodded. But it was Marla who looked a bit guilty.
“We would’ve included you sooner, but…”
Ariel finished her statement. “We got the impression that you were a prude and didn’t like this kind of stuff.”
I balked and looked at Marla, who just shrugged. “I tried to tell them otherwise. But you have been a bit on edge lately,” she added quickly. “Which is fine. I was like that when I was still heavily recuperating. Didn’t want any sound, or anyone touching me, or anyone near me.”
I wanted Doc touching me again, but I shoved that thought away. “It’s all right. I get it. I haven’t been the most pleasant to be around.”
“You’re healing,” Amanda said as she reached out and smoothed her hand along my ankle. “You’re allowed to be whatever you wish in order to get you to the other side of that healing.”
“Yeah,” Ariel said with a punctuated nod.
